Jul. 4th, 2005

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I thought it might be of interest that I have uploaded over 1000 new vintage pictures to my flickr account. They can be found HERE.

As of yet, they are unsorted, needing labels and organization, but please feel free to help tag them properly. Adding any information you might have on them would be appreciated.
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Running underneath every train of thought are rails spun entirely from unknown quantifiers. Perceptions as metal shining blind to the horizon. I find there's an imaginary border between hypothesis and knowing, one I don't know how to measure. My mind takes the substance there and fashions it into flowers that drop from my lips, the blessing curse of the youngest daughter, and I hold them up to light, examine the colours for clues, but I'm not always satisfied. I want to plunge my finger into the center of them and taste the idea pollen living there. It's intimidating, this habit, like living with angels aiding my foot-step tongue or pre-determination haranguing me daily to hang in there when events turn too stressful. Occasionally, I am appalled by how much I take for granted, how much understanding of the world I assume. I used to be uncomfortable with the entire concept, that the unconscious flow moments of big-picture recognition that are sublimated inside me somewhere represent an axiomatic system of balance. Every day I expected to realize that the patterns were only hyperbole moments of tying moments together conveniently enough for belief to kick in, (there's a word for it that William Gibson is fond of, but it escapes me at the moment), but every year has been proving me wrong. Over and over again I've been justified in my unwritten understanding of the underlying motivations in various aspects of inter-person relationships. It's almost tiring.

Certainly, it's also been occurring to me that if a person walks around with enough self-confidence, people become willing to bend around them and so the same effect is achieved though through a different channel. This is, however, too irritating to consider. I tend to discount anything that regards my social circles in such low esteem however ego filled such a statement must seem. It's sort of an automatic assumption that in spite of the fact that most of us are odd in some way, we have ourselves sorted to a healthy point, a mind-set place where outside requirements are nothing more than they should be and that validation comes as much from within as without.
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KOREAN MOVIE MONDAY



This week we're watching Attack the Gas Station.




Directions: walk west along broadway from commercial along the south side of the street. When you come to the psychic lady building, knock on the lower left windows.




note: Nicholas, Andrew wanted your manly emissions. He is sad that you have left. Also, David Byrne and Andrew W. K. should make an album together and call it House Party.

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